Mountain forest composition 1 Buddha said: one leaf is bodhi.
People say: a world in one flower.
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When the spring rain moistens the dry land, the cracked land will have abundant greenery; When the spring breeze touches the cold water, the frozen glacier will form a turbulent long stream. True beauty extends in my sketches.
The most touching thing is the birth of Buddha. It is said that Prince Sakyamuni sat quietly under the bodhi tree for several months for fear of human suffering, and finally became a Buddha. Respect for Buddha is actually not the infinite magic of Buddha, but a new understanding of Buddha. Help others understand, help confused people break the fog of window screens, open the threshold of the soul and create countless wealth. Enlightenment also produces infinite magic.
There is no lack of beauty in life. A flower is a world. When you try to plant a flower, that flower is a world. Since then, it has its sunrise and sunset-this is the most real feeling of a farmer. I am amazed that the ancients lived in seclusion in the mountains. After listening to the quip of "one flower, one world", I found that the realm possessed by those hermits was so high and beautiful. Sitting on the mountain listening to the moonlight. When more of us stay away from the world of mortals, we are left with ordinary and blessings, tranquility and blessings. However, these understandings need to be explored and hit a wall countless times before they can reach their spiritual holy land. After that, I packed my bags. "Where to?" Go to seclusion! This is "one flower and one world". Enlightenment, no longer sad, my world, but also the world of flowers.
Feeling is beauty, a real beauty, because it is a spiritual feast brought by countless injuries, sadness and despair, which makes us forget all the pain. It's just that "peace after experience" brings inner peace and no waves. Feeling is also the final beauty, because he is the spiritual comfort after countless times of charge and holding the torch high to open the way for victory, and this beauty is just irreplaceable by anything.
Sit quietly by the stream, close your eyes and realize, and whisper slowly:
Buddha said: One leaf is Bodhi.
People say: a world in one flower.
It's 1 1 month, and Fuzhou is still so crisp in autumn. It's not as cool as the north, but it's warm. At this time, it is better to climb high and overlook.
Walking on the forest path, stepping on the miscellaneous leaves on the stone road, making a "rustling" sound, accompanied by the "rustling" sound of small insects crawling among the leaves, and the sound of a breeze blowing through the leaves, the world is mixed, really like a symphony of nature.
This mountain has its own spring. The spring water runs down from the top of the mountain and through the crevices, sometimes fast and sometimes gentle, and the pools of water are so clear. It takes a lot of effort to insert branches into the rapids to ensure that the branches are not washed away by the rapids. If you change to a calm pool, even if you let go, the branches will not drift away immediately. Splash spring water bounced on my face, cool. Although this weather can't be like a hot day, it's quite interesting to use twigs to draw water.
The hiking route is uneven. Sometimes they are paved with hard stones, which are irregular. One corner is protruding here, and the other corner is recessed there, and the surface is quite rough. If you scratch the stone carelessly, you will get hurt. This tests the courage and ability of climbers.
Climbing up the path, you will see many observation platforms from time to time. That's the best place for photographers to take pictures. Pick up the camera and record that wonderful moment.
Take a deep breath, and the unique fragrance of leaves and soil comes to the nose and goes straight to the heart and lungs. Climbing higher, the air tastes even different. Because the clear and comfortable taste of the mountain spring is mixed with the fragrance of the forest, it is very different from before. Although the wildflowers on the roadside are small, they are clusters, light yellow, light pink and deep purple ... what a miniature "flower world"!
Leaning against the big stone, listening to the sound of the rushing spring in the valley and the sound of the wind passing through the Woods. Looking up at the sky, smelling the mountains, stretching our limbs to experience, isn't this the beauty endowed by nature?
Composition of Mountain Forest 3. The air is filled with the mist of the world, and the ground is covered with fallen leaves and petals that don't want to know the social reality. Stepping on it makes people feel a little unbearable. Silently, I slipped into the paradise in my mind-Xiangxi.
Walking in the bamboo forest at the beginning of the deep forest trail, covered by bamboo leaves, hides the original preset trail, but also forms the feeling of "entering without complacency" What road can't I take? Walking out of the bamboo forest, you can see the fragrance of cypress trees after the rain, the tall and straight cypress trees, the straight trunk, and the green formed by hand between trees, which blocks the shade from the hubbub. Why not have a rest and sit on a boulder or rotten wood next to you? Enjoy Tao Qian's abstinence and Zhou Dunyi's self-love and stay away from the secular camp.
Suddenly, a breeze with powder and polycrystal blew, and the leaves rustled and fell down. This breeze also blew away my tired body and mind, and washed away my snobbish eyes in collusion with social reality. In this clear air, I learned to let go of my tired body and learn to pursue the peak and achieve my goals. What did I get after the summit? It is better to enjoy the joy in this process, appreciate the flowers and plants in this process, and listen to the songs of birds on the road.
Walking, the utilitarian heart of whether to achieve the goal successfully seems to fade out of my mind with the fog.
Walking slowly into the mountains, the first thing I saw was green eyes. The tree is green; The grass is green and everything in the forest is green.
At first glance, the trees seem to be covered with a thick green robe and even the ground is covered with a green quilt. Lush leaves overlap, forming a green ocean, slowly flowing into the clouds, lush trees, covering the sky. Looking up, you can only see green. Dark green, dark green, light green, light green, light green, you can see it all around. If the tree is straight and long, it should be straight and long; If you want to bend long, bend long, unlike plants grown in potted plants. Without freedom, trees have no boundaries.
Some trees grow sideways and do not block other people's light; Some stand alone on the cliff, regardless of the wind and rain, without any retreat; Some grow on the trees beside them, as if in their mother's arms, holding them for a long time and wanting to stay there forever.
The tree stands upright, smelling the fragrance of the soil, so it grows thick and tall, and goes straight into the sky, like a huge green umbrella, protecting the young trees next to it.
Roots are like several earthworms, crawling zigzag on the ground, and like hungry snakes, trying to get food from the land. Thick and thin roots, winding and intertwined, stick their heads into the ground and refuse to come out.
The dense leaves overlap and tightly wrap the blue sky without any ventilation. There seems to be a little life trembling inside, and I can't wait to put my head out and take a look. As soon as the wind blew with the baton, the branches and leaves immediately sounded their chorus.
Hello, uncle, you are shaking your branches and leaves. Do you want me to sing with you? Hello, Qingshan, you are as tall as hell. Do you want me to compete with you? Hello, grass, you are dancing. Do you want me to lie down and rest?
Breathing the fresh air, with a good mood, stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground and heading for the forest.
A thin path stretches forward, and the flowers and plants on the roadside are close to each other. The air is filled with fragrance, and the green trees overhead are generous and cool. The sound of water ahead leads me forward, forward. ...
Turning a corner, a stream came into view. The jumping water drops float cool, and the passing birds also leave euphemistic songs. Look! Thousands of water droplets in Qian Qian are holding hands and singing happily. The stone stopped in front of them, and they jumped up without hesitation, turned into white soldiers, roared together and ran forward.
With the stream, turn left and right and come to an artificial lake. Looking up, it is already the setting sun, flying clouds all over the sky. The waves on the lake are shining with gold and silver, lining the surrounding dark green and purple pine trees, just like a big oil painting with strong colors.
My heart is drunk.
Attracted by the beautiful scenery, I forgot the time and myself. Gradually, the orange light contracted, making the place dark blue. Where orange and dark blue are intertwined, there is a touch of green in the transition. The lake reflected the skylight and gradually darkened into a pool of calm black. The evening breeze blows and Lin Tao is everywhere. Above thousands of green waves, the spotless night sky lit up the stars, and the sky became quiet, deep and far away. ...
Time to go home. Listening to the rustling under my feet, I feel a rare peace. ...
Mountain forest composition 6 Mountain forest, why do you make me linger? You dyed my bright red heart green, and I walked into this touching mountain forest again.
Voice of mountain wind
Listen, what sound is coming to me slowly and quietly, as if to say, "I'm coming to play with you!" " "
First of all, I heard its voice coming from the distant horizon, from the peak, from ... only heard the whirring-whirring-rustling-leaves whispering, and the mountains were calling me into his arms. This makes me feel relaxed and relaxed in autumn, as if I were the wind, stroking the face of nature in the air.
The color of mountain fog
Fog changes the makeup of the mountain, and fog makes the makeup of the mountain beautiful, no matter what. Fog enveloped the whole world. Fog changed the colors of mountains, such as dark green, green, light yellow, gold and red. The fog, like a fairy's veil, was carried away by a gust of wind. The wind stopped and the yarn fell, covering the mountain forest. After the fog, like a fairy, she found gauze again. Look, how beautiful it is! There are trees, osmanthus fragrans and red roses!
Voice of Shan Yu
Rain has light rain, heavy rain, heavy rain, how wonderful the sound of rain is. Nature is like a conductor, let the rain form a band, and they let us listen to the most beautiful melody of nature. Look, it's raining lightly. After a while, it rained heavily again, crashing; Now it's a rainstorm, and it's fast. Rain has been flowing into my heart.
After the rain cleared, a looming rainbow appeared in the sky, the bridge was wet by the rain, and the leaves were baptized by the rain, showing a tender green.
This is the most beautiful mountain forest I have ever seen!
I always like to listen to the unique sounds in the mountains, with a little sad fragrance and a little cheerful chirping, and the beautiful melody faintly heard through the layers of shadows, ticking, ticking.
The most touching thing is always the dew in the morning, attached to wild flowers and weeds. They are the tears of the mountain, the dew of life and the beautiful spirits. Listening to them, you seem to be back to your childhood, unrestrained and carefree, creating innocent miracles every day.
Dead leaves lying in the soil are often the saddest. There is a lot of helplessness here, and there is also a lot of sadness about leaving home. When you are around them in walk on by, listen carefully to their stories, from swaying among the branches of the spring breeze, to waiting for the autumn wind to sweep them mercilessly, from stretching and bathing in the sunshine, to waking up in the morning to endure the frost. Decline may be the most unbearable process in life.
How many dreams are waiting to be heard in this silent mountain forest? As long as there is hope in the dream, there is life to listen to the soul. On a melancholy and sad afternoon, I sat alone, and a fallen leaf drifted slowly outside the window, with a little liveliness and anger, listening to the fluttering of this life and feeling the flying of this life, the clouds in my heart were swept away at once, and the sunshine outside soon shone all over my heart. The mood is so inexplicably better.
In fact, everyone's mood has such a quiet forest. We need to listen to all the life in the mountains anytime and anywhere. Our mood needs to be adjusted by listening, and we need to listen to everything worth listening to calmly. In the center of that mountain forest, there are towering trees and beautiful weeds. Morning fog is scattered everywhere in the mountain forest, and sunshine is scattered in every corner. Listen to all the beautiful scenery in the forest with this delicate mind. Only by observing attentively can we hear the most beautiful things, and only those pleasing scenery can bring us the warmest feeling. Standing alone in the forest, quietly enjoying the beauty brought by listening. Perhaps only those who can listen to their hearts can truly grasp their own character!
Even if there is no voice and silence that I always like in the mountains, I can feel what the plants are saying, my heart is there, listening there!
I have only seen the majestic mountains on TV before, because I was born in a big city and have never been to the mountains. Today, I finally have a chance to visit the mountains!
I went through a lot of hardships and traveled a long way, and finally came to the foot of Wudang Mountain. As soon as I saw the top of the mountain, because it was several thousand meters high, I suddenly felt that it was not easy to climb it. But I think as long as I persist, I will be able to climb up. I believe that human potential is infinitely powerful!
I stepped on the bluestone board in the valley with my backpack on my back. The stream along the road is rushing, as if singing happily; The wind blew down the valley with a whoosh, just like the Monkey King's havoc in Heaven. Larks in the forest danced in the forest and held a solo concert. Along the way, I can only hear birds, but I can't hear other sounds. No wonder some people say that "cicadas make the forest quiet, and the sound palace mountain is even more quiet." However, this bird song has added a vitality to the whole mountain.
I finally climbed to the top of the mountain. Looking down, the fog on the mountainside turned white, the grass turned white and the whole mountain was dyed white. I feel like I'm stepping on the soft white clouds. I feel like I'm in a paradise in the journey to the west. I have a kind of "once I climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky." . I shouted, "This is really glad you came-"
Mountain forest composition 9 has always yearned for the life of people with thin horses and small bridges. This year's Spring Festival finally tasted the taste of this life.
On the eighth day of this year, my father took us to visit the mountain forest where one of his friends worked. Before leaving, I heard that I could see the lush forest, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night. The next day, with the eyes of two big bears and cats, I set off happily, just to see the dream forest.
Along the way, I was chatting happily with my sister about what the mountains were like. When you are close to the mountain forest, you will see a mountain with green peaks, like a green screen. Standing in front of us, there is a lake in the mountains, clear and bright, floating like a jade silk in the mountains. I looked at the jungle and couldn't help exclaiming, as if I were in a fairyland. I quickly told my father to stop the car, get down and walk in the mountains. The air is full of the fragrance of earth and grass. Just like in the oxygen bar.
White reeds are floating on both sides of the road. I looked at these reeds and couldn't help playing with my heart. I bent down to pick up the reeds on the hillside. My sister saw it and came to help me, for fear that I might fall down accidentally. Later, with the help of my sister, I successfully picked a reed and walked with it in an ostentatious manner.
The picturesque scenery in the mountains, the only drawback is that the mountain road here is eighteen bends, and it is an honor to get carsick. When we arrived at the place where dad's friend worked, he received us warmly. Also specially dug fresh winter bamboo shoots for us, fresh and tender, which is simply delicious on earth. My sister was taking pictures everywhere along the way, busy making friends, but the signal on the mountain was not good. Finally, we found an empty highland, and my sister finally succeeded in making friends. Therefore, living in the mountains has both advantages and disadvantages. Although the air here is fresh and the environment is beautiful, life is not monotonous without the internet. I really admire those who stick to their jobs in afforestation. It seems that the legendary seclusion life is not so beautiful. Only a truly peaceful and far-reaching layman can keep his true nature and live in seclusion in the mountains. Enjoy that leisure and freedom. After that, we parked our car in a clearing in the mountains and rested in the singing of birds and the fragrance of grass. Feel the charm of nature. It was not until the sun went down that we reluctantly left.
This trip really benefited a lot. As the saying goes, we hide in the city. Although we live in the city, we can't always enjoy the peace of the mountains, but we can also stay in the downtown area and enjoy the inner peace.
10 On a sunny morning, larks in the forest stood on the branches and sang loudly. The fragrance of flowers swept through the nose of butterfly bees, and these dancing elves were all recruited into the garden. Butterflies danced carefree among the flowers, and bees flew back to the hive happily with pollen. There is a thriving scene in the forest.
Suddenly, the tiger's roar came in the distance, breaking the quiet and peaceful life in the forest, followed by chaotic running and continuous shouting, occasionally mixed with one or two screams and gunshots. Soon, a group of murderers with weapons ran out of the forest, and a tiger was chasing them in the forest. At this point, it has stopped its useless pursuit and is staring at this group of people with its indignant eyes. It wants to remember this group of people, because the arrival of this group of people ruined its family. Now, only it and the little tiger cub with a breath left are still alive. After those people came running, they shot at the forest crazily. The sharp bullets turned the beautiful forest into a mess, which was terrible. Animals are scattered. Fortunately, the bullet grazed the tiger's body without hurting it. All the bullets in the magazine ran out, and they all escaped with the murder weapon.
In fact, those people are notorious poachers, and the tiger and its family are victims. After seeing the poachers leave in droves, the tiger ran to the tiger with only one breath, and as a result, the tiger was early when the tiger went out. Its life came to an end, and the tiger could not bear the pain of losing his son. Suddenly, the land where the tiger is in the forest is flying sand and stones, the trees are broken and roaring, and the animals in the forest look at the dangerous area in fear. Finally, after the tiger vented his anger, his mood eased slowly. Next, all he has to do is wait for his enemies to appear and then kill them one by one.
In the later days, poachers still frequented this rich forest, but each arrival meant the loss of several lives. In recent days, poachers have been depressed to death. Why do tigers often attack us? The reason is simple: because poachers killed all the family members of the tiger, the tiger lost his warm home and became a crazy avenger.
On this day, the tiger was quietly lurking in the grass, and at this time its eyes were almost sprayed out, because the person it killed was the enemy who killed his family a few days ago. But he didn't rush up at once, although his blood was boiling at this time. Because he knew that he would only be screened if he rushed up, he slowly dived into the grass.
A man let out a scream when the tiger put its paw into his body. The scream alarmed everyone. They all recognized this tiger as the one they didn't catch the other day. They all knew that the tiger was desperate, and all the poachers were scared into a cold sweat. Later, they got together, went into the forest and shot around with guns. Finally, they ran out of bullets, and it was time for the tiger. I saw it rushing to Renxian, tearing and biting, killing all the people first, cutting off their chances of escape, and then biting people's necks as quickly as possible. Suddenly, the forest was filled with screams and cries for help. In just a few minutes, almost no one survived, leaving only a middle-aged man with agile skills and strong physique. At this time, one of his legs was bloody and unsightly, but they all used tigers to kill people for a few minutes, climbed onto the gun and picked it up, and quickly filled the gun with bullets. "Boom", ow-roar, the middle-aged man shot the tiger in the stomach, but the tiger also bit off the middle-aged man's neck.
Finally, the tiger got his revenge, but he was dying. At this time, it stood up strongly and roared loudly. Waves of tigers roars in the forest, scaring away the animals in the forest again. There seems to be joy and a little sadness in this roaring tiger, as if telling his heroic deeds and telling people's evil deeds to the sky. After about twenty minutes, the tiger's roar disappeared, forever disappearing between heaven and earth.
In fact, sometimes people are not as great, loving and brave as an animal.
1 1 It's autumn, and the crested woodpecker who just learned to fly spreads its wings and flies into the cloudless sky of Wan Li.
In the sky, it began to look down. "I never knew the mountains and forests were so beautiful in autumn," it said to itself excitedly. Leaves become colorful, some are red, some are golden. Of course, sometimes there are some tenacious green leaves. When the wind blows, they rustle. At this time, the cloud walked into a maple forest, and the maple forest fell down because of the strong wind. When the wind blows, maple leaves burn from the top of the tree to the ground like a fire.
The wind stopped and Yun Yun flew away. Squirrels jumped to the branches happily, then quickly jumped into pine forests, jumping among pine trees, looking for fallen pine cones. Bang! Something was so dazzling that it almost fell from the tree. It looked up. "Wow, it's a pine cone! Wait, there's a pine marten, run! " Get rid of the pine marten and come to another forest. The leaves here have fallen out, and the ground is covered with golden ginkgo leaves, just like a golden blanket.
In an instant, autumn passed. Yun Yun said in its nest, "Autumn is colorful and happy."
Are the mountains beautiful in spring 12? Please listen to my introduction to find the answer.
Voice of mountain wind
Sasha vujacic-sasha vujacic-suddenly-followed by a warm Mao Mao rain, followed by wisps of light clouds and strong winds, quietly came. ...
First, a pair of magical hands touched people's faces, so gentle and light. Then, she seemed to hum a song without words, and seemed to say the call of the mountain. Slowly, gradually make people stop and listen to her singing seriously. Her singing seems to have infinite magic, which can make everything calm. Time seems to have stopped, and only the songs of the mountain wind are left in the forest. Her songs are soft and make people feel cool, comfortable and relaxed.
The color of mountain fog
The fog changed the color of the mountain forest. In the sun, the color levels of the mountain forest are almost unrecognizable, dark green and green. There are light blue, golden yellow and red like fire. In the fog, all colors are looming, and the fog falls from the sky to the earth like a gauze woven by a fairy. In the morning, the fog is shrouded, and the mountains are in the fog, just like a fairyland. Villages and bridges are looming in the clouds, as if playing hide-and-seek with us. At noon, the fog cleared, the sun shone, the mountain forest was plated with a layer of golden light, and everything looked full of vitality.
Voice of Shan Yu
The concert began with the rain in Mao Mao. Listen, they jump on the leaves, sand-sand-they jump in front of the house, crack-crack-they are free, and everything can be used as musical instruments by them. No matter where it falls, it can make wonderful syllables. The louder they play, the more energetic they are. The mountain forest looks more energetic after a bath. The concert gradually ended and the mountains became greener.
Do you feel the beauty of the mountain now?